I want real loveLike what your heart contains and what you’re yearning for Let me love you I also want your body next to meand to feel the darkest parts of your soul Deep desires, bad intentions and filth of lust Each and every part of you Source: Misfit Pieces, Ebook - http://www.jsaunders.store
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Even with all of these “accomplishments”I sure as hell felt unaccomplishedThe worst part was making myself believe that I was That’s not how I was viewed, it was how I had been feeling Not because I didn’t think what I did was worthy or that I did them for someone else either But that I … Continue reading
Waited
I waited for youbattled more than one storm,between life, yours and mother natures You never showed,but I waited Probably longer than you deserved,I thought you should know that Page 15, Misfit Pieces
Then What?
He was worth it,but what if he didn’t love me back?What if I fall apartfixing all his broken parts?He can leave me on the ground in pieces. J. Saunders
Hardship
It’s impossible not to think about you, and I’ve tried to fill the void You’re voice is still running around in my mind My heart still aches to know you’re well Sometimes I wish it wasn’t true I keep wondering why I had to learn so much from you then only to lose you I’m … Continue reading Hardship
To Those
For anyone who has felt their future isn’t in their hands. For the ones who have been abused mentally, physically and sexually. For the individuals who suffer from anxiety or depression, I need you to know, you do not need to be perfect. You cannot help who you have trusted, and they let you down. … Continue reading To Those
Overload
I care and I care and I care some more All I've done is over care Over analyze and over pray I was told, if you love someone the best thing you can do is to pray for them and I do I mean, I will... I've just never understood why we pray for those … Continue reading Overload
Too Late
For me, it’s true There’s going to be a time when I’m going to tell you that you loved me too late After I drank all the Whiskey on the top shelf After I smashed each bottle Waking up, to clean it up, only to do it again I ran dry Dry of tears Dry … Continue reading Too Late
More Than
I miss you every single second of each day Still I give you space... hating our silence - however in fear that reaching out to you will only remind me that I have learned... I am your friend You're not mine Beyond that... it tells me that I care about you, our distance and silence … Continue reading More Than